In the first wave of artillery preparations, nearly 200 88 and 152-mm field guns and cannons, as well as the only 305-mm train gun, under the First Guards Army, together with battalions, regiments, and divisions, poured more than 20,000 rounds of artillery shells, equivalent to about hundreds of tons of steel and explosives, into the targeted areas of the Chinese army.

"Boom ......"

The violent explosion shock wave blew up the ruins of the trenches that had been ravaged by the Japanese army's mountain artillery, and the mud and smoke were wreaked in the trenches with steel fragments, and the steel fragments harvested the lives of the soldiers in the trenches, and the shock wave shattered the internal organs of the soldiers at close range, and even tore the cotton clothes on their bodies.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and thick smoke, and the trenches were choked and coughed loudly.

"Did the Lu people call?"

Hashimoto shook his stunned mind and shouted loudly, the messy military uniform on his body would be full of dust, and the outer military uniform had long since been thrown away.

"Your Excellency, I don't know!"

I don't know who answered in the smoke.

But many more of the soldiers had already been stunned by the heavy shelling they had never suffered before, and many of them huddled in the trenches with their heads in their hands, trembling, coughing, crying, and screaming with all their might, as if that would make them roar out of fear, and the whole earth trembled violently, and the falling dust and fragments of limbs made the soldiers scream in terror.

In the midst of this seemingly endless shelling, some frightened soldiers rushed towards or even towards the outside of the trenches, and their bodies were blown to pieces in an instant.

At this time, these people do not seem to be the soldiers who have been tested by Lushun's blood, fire and hell, but just a group of young people who were frightened by the shelling, but this is only a part of them, and more people are curling up as much as possible to keep their bodies close to the trenches, and the bloody battle in Lushun makes them understand how to protect themselves.

"Toot! ……”

At the beginning of the shelling, a shrill whistle in the Guards trenches pierced the roaring sky, and even in the midst of the rumbling of the cannonball, the piercing whistle still seemed to pierce the eardrums of all people, and even pierced the violent explosion.

"Kill!"

As the whistle of the commanders of the attack blew, the trenches of the guards immediately boiled, and more than 1,900 first-wave assault infantry of the 139th Regiment of the 52nd Division rushed out of the trenches with ladder plates, covering the heavy machine guns of the charge, and at the same time spat out tongues of fire at the positions of the Yue troops on the opposite bank to suppress the possible counterattack of the soldiers of the Yue army, and the nearly 2,000 infantry who jumped out of the trenches had already formed more than a dozen sharp knives and pressed towards the positions of the Yue army.

"Hurry up!"

Carrying a rifle, Tie Gangliang shouted loudly, and when he rushed across the river embankment, his foot slipped and the whole person fell on the ice of the Liao River.

"Onward!"

When trying to stand up, Tie Gangliang rushed towards the opposite bank with a slippery belt, and had to break through their first line of position in front of the artillery of the Yao army to react and use artillery to smash the ice on the Liao River.

The officers and soldiers of the second wave of officers and soldiers who had already jumped out of the trenches were approaching the Liao River, but they suddenly stopped, and the white smoke and rising fireballs on the Liao River, the violent explosions and the broken ice raised by the shock wave blocked the footsteps of the second wave, the 138th Regiment.

"Take care!"

The officers and men who had temporarily blocked their way forward, watching the comrades-in-arms of the 13th and 9th Regiment, who were rushing on the other side of the river, rushing at the waist of the cat, whispered that they would wait for the artillery to turn from the Liao River to the attacking troops, and then use the wooden planks to lay an ice bridge to cross the river, "Dut...... Honk...... Toot, toot......"

In the dense explosions, the charging Guards soldiers could not hear the orders of the non-commissioned officers and officers at all, but only listened to the whistle of the company platoon commander as they did during training, followed the small red flag held by the squad and platoon commander to advance, and even could not hear the sound of "kill, kill" shouted by themselves, and there was only one sound in everyone's ears, that is, the explosion full of violent pressure like thunder.

The forward trenches of the Yue army have been completely destroyed, and the only sound of panic and anxiety of the soldiers and the heart-rending screams of a large number of wounded soldiers can be heard in the bombed trenches.

"Yaga, bastard, stand up and act like a samurai!"

Hashimoto kicked and punched the shivering soldiers hiding in the collapsed trenches. Pulling them up by the collar. Push to the edge of the blown trench and let them aim ahead.

Although he was ashamed and angry about the performance of these cowards, he knew that his brigade had too many recruits from time to time, and look at those veterans, huh! Not bad!

At this time, the position of the army was no longer a position. It was a bloody hell, the trenches completely changed, with blackened craters, dirt tossed by shells, collapsed trenches, burning log support columns. Broken weapons, scattered ammo boxes, and blown barbed wire, this place has become a complete hellish appearance.

"It's the Chinese calling! Report to the Wing Commander immediately, Chinese are ...... at me"

Just as Hashimoto saw the attacking enemy with the help of the cannonballs, he finally understood what he needed to face.

"Ready to shoot!"

Even during the charge, the officers and men of the 139th Regiment seemed to feel the ground trembling and shaking under their feet, the result of artillery bombardment or their stampede, and no one cared. For them, their only mission now is to rush to the front line of the army, more than 500 meters behind the river bank.

When they rushed up the Liao River, the military guard posts on the river embankment did not even play any role in blocking them, and under the suppression of the heavy machine guns on the opposite bank, they were bombarded into the sky with grenades by the approaching soldiers.

In order for this assault to succeed, the attacking troops could only maintain a distance of 100 meters from the artillery fire, and once the forward suppression of the artillery fire extended to depth, the attacking troops reached the distance of engaging the opponent in hand-to-hand combat with bayonets and grenades.

When the artillery bombardment extended to the depth of the army's position, the smoke of gunpowder on the trenches was still about to disperse. Those lucky enough to escape from the iron fire hell again, just put their rifles against the breastwork of the soldiers, only once to pull the trigger, and before they could even see the faces of the other party, they heard the sound of killing like a surge close at hand, and then black dots were thrown from the air like raindrops.

More than 1,000 grenades were thrown one after another at a distance of more than 30 meters from the positions of the charging soldiers, and more than 1,000 grenades exploded one after another in the trenches where the troops were blown up.

"Da, da, da......"

The first wave of fighters who rushed to the trenches immediately fired at any movable targets in the trenches with submachine guns, rifles, and machine guns. He immediately jumped into the trench and slaughtered the soldiers with bayonets and submachine guns, although there were only a few dozen people, but these dozens of people were like trench steamrollers, all of them looked unstoppable.

"Kill!"

The infantry of the Guards was as if in the past training. Glaring angrily, he held his rifle and roared loudly, plunging his bayonet into his chest. As in training, several soldiers armed with rifles naturally work in groups of submachine guns or machine guns. Submachine guns and machine guns used automatic fire, while soldiers armed with rifles used bayonets to pick up the remnants of the enemy.

The soldiers who stormed the trenches were as skilful as they had been trained, and the tactics they used were very simple, yet very effective, and the perfection of their submachine guns and bayonets made these assault groups look like trench harvesters. In the trenches, the lives of the soldiers were harvested.

In the face of this kind of life-harvesting war machine, the Yue army, which was broken through the position in a short period of time, did not panic, no one fled backwards, but jumped out of the trench in groups of three or five, and took the initiative to jump out of the trench before those near-perfect killing machines completely attacked their trenches.

"Tus give it!"

Hashimotoro, who was holding a command knife in his hand, shouted loudly, and the scene in front of him made him firmly believe that defending the trench was just a death, and only a melee could hold the position.

Compared with the trenches of the Guards with a chest wall as deep as more than one person, the trenches of the army are very shallow, just a leap forward, you can jump out, the trenches that are not deep make the defenders pay the price, but now it is conducive to their hasty counter-charge, the two armies collide together in front of the trenches, in this chaotic stabbing, submachine guns, light machine guns, completely lose their effect, the only thing that plays a role is the rifles and bayonets of the enemy and many sides.

"Kill!"

With heavy drinking, Zhang Bo rushed at the soldier in front of him is a sudden stab, but was blocked by the opposite side of the soldier who is not too high, although Zhang Bo once won the first place in the whole company, but this, the opposite side of the small soldier is stabbing skills, even far more than him.

The pain in the arm constantly reminded Zhang Bo that he had encountered a hard stubble, which was different from the point where he wanted to stab him every time, this soldier would stab him in the arm every time, and the severe pain in the arm made Zhang Bo lose his previous momentum like a tiger descending the mountain, although he was nearly ten centimeters longer than the gun and bayonet, but when he touched such a veteran, he lost confidence for the first time.

"Ah......h

While holding the barrel of the machine gun with his hand and smashing down a soldier with the butt of the gun, he watched the brothers not stand cheap when they were stabbing, and even some comrades-in-arms were constantly killed by the bayonets of the army, Ma Guoliang heard the platoon commander roaring vigorously there.

"Machine guns! Sweep away these bastards with a machine gun! ”

Then the platoon commander yelled again.

"Lie down!"

At the same time as the sound fell, Ma Guoliang, who was holding a light machine gun, almost instinctively chose to obey the order, he ignored the possible accidental injury, and swept towards the nearest soldier, he pulled the trigger while shouting, lie down, lie down!

In the shouts of the platoon commander, there were also some machine gunners and submachine gunners who used automatic weapons in their hands to strafe the enemy and me.

Perhaps it was thanks to the usual harsh military law that when the sound of lying down sounded, more people instinctively lay on the ground, and even ignored the fact that the soldiers who were tearing up with themselves might kill themselves at any time.

Ma Guoliang, who was holding a machine gun in one hand and changing magazines in the other, felt that tears were about to flow from his eyes, and he killed and injured three or four comrades-in-arms with his own hands.

"Kill them all!"

A minute or two later, the red-eyed officers and men shouted and used bayonets and guns to get rid of the Japanese troops on the defensive line. The battle on the bank of the Yue Army lasted only a few minutes, and before the battle was over, the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion of the 139th Regiment continued to advance in depth of the Yue Army.

With the launch of two signal flares and the sounding of the trumpet of the general offensive charge, more than 20,000 officers and soldiers who had been waiting for the attack in the front-line trenches of the Guards Army immediately jumped out of the trenches and rushed towards the opposite bank along the dozens of roads paved by the sappers with wooden planks on the ice.

(To be continued)